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"Lady Ansell is barren?"

"Yes, her physician says the state is due to her advanced years"

He shook his head in sympathy "Unfortunate for them that Ansell is an only child, so the burden rests entirely upon their shoulders" Taking a large s, he considered his own good fortune in having siblings "You and I will never face that strain"

"I suppose not"

There was so in her tone that made his stomach clench in apprehension, but he hid the reaction by keeping his back to her and his tone casual "Are you considering pregnancy?"

"Did you not say that you wished to build so two brothers negates that concern so off the sudden tre struck terror in him like he had never known His hand shook so badly, the liquor in his glass sloshed precariously He was only grateful that she could not see his upset froe behind him

Emily

Her death and the death of their child had very nearly destroyed hi were to happen to his wife, if he should lose her…

He squeezed his eyes shut and forced his grip to relax before he shattered the goblet

"Does it negate your wish to have issue?" she asked behind him

He heaved out his breath How in hell was he to respond to that? He would give up everything to have a fah the possible result would be bliss, the risk innate in that possibility was agonizing even to conte to th of her resolve She sat nearby, her back raown draped loosely about her shoulders and slightly gaping between the breasts The perfect dichoto and carnal seduction Perfect for hied, which relieved hihis hand in deliberately careless fashion, Gerard affected a coed the subject "I hope you enjoy Waverly Park It is the closest of my residences to London and one of e to spend reed

There was a distance fraught with tension between the one another He could not bear it

"I would like to retire now," he oblet There was never any distance between them in bed

A faint hint of a s through hedges?"

"No" He moved toward her with obvious purpose

Her eyes widened and the epherin of a siren "How delicious"

"Would you like to nibble on lass on a tabletop as he passed it

Isabel laughed as he caught her about the waist "You do realize that I always knohen you have an ulterior ertips "You have the devil in your eyes when you are atte to distract me"

He kissed the tip of her nose "Do you mind, vixen?"

"No I would indeed love to nibble on you" Her expert fingertips deftly loosened and then parted his robe "There is so in"

"Are you soliciting suggestions?"

Running her fingertips lightly down the center of his chest, she tilted her head to the side as if pondering and said, "That is not necessary" His cock rose up "I think it’s plain which part of you is the h tensed in expectation, sighed with satisfaction at her nearness It always had Being with Isabel made the world around him a better place, as maudlin as others would find that sentiainst his neck, her tongue flicking out to taste his skin "Ummm…" She hu beneath his robe to caress his back "Thank you for the rose I have never had a rose picked by hand just for ruffly, theinto obscurity "A thousand"

"My darling One is h It’s perfection"

Everywhere she touched hirew hard No one else in his life had loved hiertips, in the brush of her breath across his flesh, in the way she tre at hi She loved the hard ridges of his muscles, despite how unfashionable they were

She licked down his chest, taking tiny bites with her teeth, arousing him so fully that cum beaded up on the head of his cock and then slid down the upthrust length As Pel dropped to her knees, she followed the glistening trail with her tongue, roan

"Your ers into her fiery tresses Staring down at her, he watched as she gripped the base of his shaft and angled hi mouth

"What does it do to a man who is far from saintly?"

Before he could catch his breath to reply, she’d engulfed the straining tip in burning, liquid heat His eyelids grew heavy, his breathing labored as she suckled him between those lush, ripe lips He swelled in response to the steady, rhyth his pores as the flush of pure lust swept across his flesh

None of the women in his past who had serviced him in this manner could compete with his wife For Isabel it was not a duty or a prelude to sex For her it was a joy in and of itself, so that heated her skin, soaked her sex, beaded her nipples She ue, fondled the hardened cheeks of his ass

She loved hiht where he could not fit The weight of his balls drew up, ready to spurt the gift of life he would never give her

It was this last thought that urged hier mouth Isabel loved it when he cas and cry out her name But she also loved it when he was hard and thick like this Loved how deeply he could stroke inside her, and right now that here he needed to be--connected with her From now until death parted them, they would have only each other She was all he needed He hoped she felt the sa her head away, he stepped back fro in frustration

Isabel pouted her protest